Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1887-07-22


,trative child; Violet even d not know
how she re diced and kept
continual jubilee. She had fairly
gasped for breath when taken to her
own room. 1t was a small hall-bed-
room, with a sunny, white-curtained
| window, cool mating on the floor, and
that seemed like the palace of a king9
Every thing SO eXquisitely fresh and
neat, and II charming engraving of
cherub smiled down on h1r from the
| int ID wall. twas Heavan She was
not fl, but she would try so hard to b.
worthy. Years plssed-one, two, three.
four--ye rs that bro lght little change
70 Mrs. Fem and Violet, but worked
wonders with B'xDy. She was nc
longer Il white h athen, but was one of
| he mos efficient aids in the domestic
| machinery.
One Spring Violet went to New York
to visit friends, and Elise sent over dur
ing her ais nee to borrow BiXby. She
| had long ago found out that Bixbv was
a faithful soul, and excellent 10 Look
after children. In ia t, Eer little ones
were 81 fond of her that they were r s.
less ard intr1ctiblc undtr h,r French
| 5onae's p 2ppcry rul', n I'd now that Mar
| guerite had g M OF in han, there
was no al eroatiye but Bixb5. So Mrs
Fem, amiable soul, seat II over they
only lived la a mile apart-and Elise
olnd. as she always did, her difficulties
smooth d by Others.
BiXhy had been there three weeks,
when John Fe rs he was always
called, s name p'.ng sunk in that OF
his mistress, came putting in late one
morn ne. His news was sad. Mss
Violet had come home the preceding
even, ing; she had been, taken i'll on her
Quincy, and had gone ght to bed on
her arrival. Mrs. Fem sent for the
doctor, who pronounced her suffering
from virUlent case of phtheria. He
told t broEenlv, TIE tears running down
his pu y che ks.
Mrs Fem amt strong enough to
stand such strain as this II be on her, "
he sad, forlornly II went for Mrs.
Jasper to come an help tend Miss Vio-
let. but she don care TO come on &C
count of the disease. And Miss Crupps
was SEX, an the poor child needs
Watching and tend ny every be sed
minut', an Maria has to tend to the
house."
Elise listened, dsrnaycd.
"Violet jwn w tn phtheriai Where
d d she take such d sease? How did
she get It? Did YOU say she was all pur-
pie and swollen, JohnP Have YOU been
by her? ID d You dare come here with
out be NO djsinfectad? You can carry
disease n your clothes, your hair! How
dared YOU, Johnp Go RIGHT out on the
stoop, and talk to me through the Win
dow.H
Il have not en- near poor Miss
Violet, ma am, only rs | drove her
home last night from the d pot"
''Oh." sa d Elise, mewl at Gained
''Poor Violet! Poor mother! How awful
how terrbleW
At the gate John met B'xby, W tn her
flock. They were in the ga vest poss BE
spirits, and held up for his admiration
long Gandelion chains. but he VS. in
40 mood for triiles. His news. abruptly
told, struck BiNby Ike a bolt from a
clear sky.
Don't say my Miss Violet is dying,
.Johnr'
Then, without another word, she
sought Mrs Maurice.
'You must get somebody in my
place, she said. Il am going home to
Mss Violet"
NV hat nonsensical talk" said Elise,
who was lovely in her pallor. "Moth
sent down word that YOU were not to
come home. | need you with the chill
dr n. 1t would be very mean for ypl
to go away nov. Besides. YOU VII
AXE the diphth ria; it's dangerous
disyas, and if you get ok, who is
.oing t. tend to you? Listen to reason,
Blxby."
Il can't Ii. ten to such reason" said
Bixby, in ii chok d vo &C. Il can't tell
you how | feel, ma am; you wouldn't
understand. Miss Violet took me from
hell, and gave me Heayenn' The ill.,
tens tv of her speech shocked Elise.
"What blasphemy! Stop taking
This is unb arabic, BiXby,"
"And I'd lay down my life fur horn'
continued the girl, with flashing eyes
ave never had no chance yet to do fur
them. Oh, if Jesus gave HIS lie fur
his enemies, can't | risk mine fur nv
friends?"
Hush, Bixby"' said Elise, patulant-
ly. You don't know what You are
talking about Go back to the chill,
drcn.
But instead of going obediently back
to the Little ones, B.Xby got her things
and went disobcd.cnt.y down the sire i.
Mrs. tenn, pail d, wan, keeping
sleepless watch over The ch Id dearer to
her than life, looked up astoni he'd, as
b xby softly entered the sick room. She
waved her back.
Violet is very. very Sic. Do not
come by her, Bixby; do not want you
to tn tie disease" ;.
81 am not afraid of it. only want
TO do tur her-to help you. Eur the
dear Lord S sake, let me hey my chance
of do Nc ma am"
a solemn warfare with death VS.
waged for hours N lhat hnshed room.
Without were bid ard b ossom and
golden sunsh ne, the merry laugh OF
children and song of birds, the humming
of bees, as hey pred nectar from whito
and pink petal d blooms. Within was